Enter the Immortal Cultivation

What is the wrong style?

It's like when the Yellow Emperor flew to heaven on a dragon, but found that the person in front of him was not the fairy Queen Mother of the West, but Hastur, the Yellow King; or when Kil'jaeden finally passed through the dimensional gate, he looked up and found that the landmark building in front of him was not the Great Whirlpool but the South Gate of Heaven... In short, it was a pain in the ass.

For the Earth, Shenzhou, a world of immortals adhering to the spirit of science, has a completely wrong style. Wang Qi thought that he would not be upset because of the style.

However, Wang Qi had to admit that he was wrong.

"I'm really stupid, really." Wang Qi raised his lifeless eyes and said, "I only know that Brother Tiandao in this world is a lunatic, but I didn't know that Brother Tiandao had such a big brain... What is this thing? Cthugya? Balor Flame Demon?"

In the center of the blood pool is an extremely freehand sculpture, with four twisted horns surrounding its head. The head that is howling to the sky seems to have only one mouth - or it may be without a face. The statue's body is extremely twisted and asymmetrical. The right arm is still a huge claw, while the left arm has become three tentacles. There are countless flame patterns on the monster's body, which is obviously of the fire element.

Is this Cthugha? Balor? Or is it a DND-style Cthugha? Cthulhu-style Balor?

In short, it doesn't look like a fairy-tale style. Whether it is Rakshasa Yaksha or demons and monsters, they are not of this style...

Just when Wang Qi was powerless to complain about the psychopathic Tiandao brother, Zhen Chanzi suddenly said: "Heteropathic Golem."

"What?"

"Heteropathic Golem, something that occasionally appears in the ruins of the ancient demon clan, we don't know what it is used for, but everyone who comprehends the secret of the Heteropathic Golem has gone crazy." Zhen Chanzi said with certainty: "Things that can no longer be presented in the spiritual consciousness, heteropathic techniques..."

"I won't complain about why the demon clan has some special pupil techniques..." Wang Qi held his forehead: "You classify this thing as heteropathic? Isn't this extreme entropy increase breath the way of innate destruction? How can you not recognize the forty-nine ways that you ancient practitioners have divided yourself? Why do you still classify it as a heteropath outside the forty-nine ways?"

The breath of this golem is exactly the same as Yang Jun's last breath, both of which are the power of extreme entropy increase.

Zhen Chanzi was shocked: "When the innate way of destruction is practiced to the peak, it is the power of the heterodox golem?"

"... Forget it, I can't talk to you." Wang Qi sighed: "As long as you comprehend it, you will go crazy... Haha, it's exactly the same as a certain myth. It's better to destroy such a weird thing as soon as possible - there shouldn't be any accidents if I destroy it?"

Zhen Chanzi said: "Seven heterodox golems have been unearthed in history. The first three either drove the peerless masters crazy or catalyzed the great power of the demon path, and the last four were smashed directly when they were discovered. This thing can only affect the mind when it is intact, but it is a direction in itself. Mortals can smash it. There is nothing magical."

After listening to Zhen Chanzi's words, Wang Qi hesitated. According to Zhen Chanzi's words, this heterodox golem is definitely an antique, and it will definitely be credited to the country if it is handed over. But this idea was quickly suppressed. The corpse gas in the cave and the blood in the blood pool are all stimulating Wang Qi's desire to destroy cultural relics.

Wang Qi looked at the ring and asked, "Old man, are we friends?"

Zhen Chanzi was a little surprised: "The relationship between me and you is closer than that between me and a cun-long flat mail - why are you asking this?"

Wang Qi laughed and said nothing.

Three treasures of Cthulhu investigators: crowbar, friend, spare friend. Wang Qi did not have a blessed crowbar, and his friend was not here. When dismantling such suspected Cthulhu items, you must have a spare friend!

While joking, Wang Qi then swung a sword. This sword with a faint white flame rushed towards the statue with his 30% strength.

Since Zhen Chanzi said that mortals can smash it, then this sword energy is definitely enough...

Before Wang Qi wanted to play, the sword energy hit the statue, and then, something strange happened. The blood pool suddenly burned. The spiritual energy was disordered, and the temperature of the dripping blood rose sharply!

"What the hell is going on?" After the unexpected situation appeared, Wang Qi decisively became scared and jumped directly to the cave entrance. However, the golem reacted faster than him. A shadow separated from the golem and pounced on Wang Qi.

Wang Qi was possessed by the shadow but was unaware of it. After escaping from the basement, he ran for dozens of meters. At this time, Zhen Chanzi suddenly said: "Stop! You are # ￥￥% # (*\u0026%..."

"What?" Wang Qi felt that the second half of Zhen Chanzi's words was simply gibberish. He stopped and looked at the ring in confusion. However, no matter how he asked, Zhen Chanzi seemed to disappear and did not answer at all.

"Strange?" Wang Qi muttered and continued to walk out of the village. At this time, he felt a little dizzy. A flame-like feeling was spreading from his dantian to his whole body, and his whole body was like falling into a fire cave.

"This is..." Wang Qi was a little confused. He began to wonder what he was doing. He stood under He stood still at the door of the building for a few minutes. Then, he staggered towards the ruins of his house.

What am I doing?

At this moment, the Tianyan Tulu, which was invaded by the alien force, suddenly changed its route again, causing the whole body's magic power to surge. The magic power of Tian Entropy Jue suddenly grew stronger and then declined rapidly. In the midst of this rise and fall, the magic power of Tianyan Tulu rushed straight into Wang Qi's head and cleansed his soul!

No!

Wang Qi suddenly woke up.

The heterodox demon statue is not only similar to the entropy evil demon aura on Yang Jun's body... they are exactly the same thing!

"Is this... the feeling of being possessed by a subspecies evil demon?"

After waking up, Wang Qi's first feeling was "pain". It was as if countless red-hot steel needles were inserted into his body, and it was heart-wrenching! In addition, his own mana was gradually becoming chaotic. Wang Qi could not control the surging mana at all, and it was destroying Wang Qi's own body!

"Woo woo woo ah ah ah ah..." Wang Qi fell to the ground and roared meaninglessly. At this time, the memories of the past flashed before Wang Qi's eyes like a revolving lantern.

"Damn... Is it time to release the memories? I'm going to die?" Wang Qi still had the mind to laugh at himself at this time. He knew that this was not a memory before death, but the result of a disordered consciousness.

The torrent of entropy increase did not only act on the body, but this terrible force had already poured into the spirit of the young man. Human consciousness was originally organized in the form of negative entropy, and the disorder of consciousness was most directly reflected in the disorder of memory.

In short, Wang Qi's memory lost its timeline, and the past events were the same to him as they were now.

"Really..." Wang Qi smiled bitterly: "It's really fatal..."

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Let me explain a few Cthulhu-related stalks in this chapter

About the King in Yellow - In the Cthulhu world, all religious worship is essentially worship of evil gods. Hastur, the King in Yellow, is one of the Old Ones, the source of Chinese mythology beliefs in the Cthulhu world

About crowbars and friends - common settings in Cthulhu board games and games. Investigators are ordered to conduct spy investigations on some cult groups (believing in old gods, old rulers, foreign gods, etc.), and the size of the investigator team ranges from 3 to 8 people. Under the COC rules, you can't fight to your heart's content. The Old Ones and other beings are invincible and can only escape. Families need powerful weapons to kill. So, how to escape? Give your friend a shot and let him stay to feed the Shoggoth. At least, let him have something to eat before eating you. The premise is that you can't let your friend hold a weapon. Or, give your friend a crowbar and let him deal with the pursuer.